youth
mischief managed
"I was a bit busy chasing after a reckless angel and trying not to get killed," He grunted, taking Samuel's hand. The wound was no longer bleeding and his immortal body was healing it faster than mortal, but it still hurt like a bitch. "Wait-," He paused for a moment. One of us.
Surely, Julius assumed this day would come. The very day he wasn't an angel, that he lashed out so hard and let everything he had ever held back out to the point of no return. This, this was just straight up foolish. He didn't get a memorable exit, hell he didn't even know why his Grace was taken. Instead of feeling powerful and free, he felt confused and lost.
"I'm one of you," The words left his lips as he tested what it was like to say and think freely. "Fuck," He cursed, he went to grin but hissed when his wound stung painfully. "Let's go, yeah?" He leaned his body against Samael weakly, still feeling the after affects of being stabbed and having all the angel sucked out of him.
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Aeliena tried contacting Julius, but when nothing happened frustrated tears slid down her face. Where was he? Or Azazel? Azazel could help with this, right? Or maybe even Lucifer? They could get her away from Gabriel and his words that only dug her into a deeper hole. She felt as if he was here to test her, hell, he probably was. He was pushing her limits, testing what deep down she believed.
"But I'm not Moses, or Noah!" She cried out. "I was a stupid human that fell into Lucifer's line of fire, and because that ruined Father's plan he made me an angel! Which, was a reckless decision. Humans they are, unstable. Their emotions are everywhere and once you get a taste of that freedom to feel there's no going back, and I am sure Father can clearly see that." The words flew freely out.
"I am his test subject! I was his human dumbie to see if humans made good Angels once all of his left him. Even now, he put me here because even if he lost me, however it may happen, the loss would be so insignificant he could send another Angel in the second I was out of his grasp," The frustration, anger, it was overtaking her body as sobs wracked her small frame. She wished for nothing but to be able to unleash what she felt without the heavy guilt that laid on her chest.
Surely, Julius assumed this day would come. The very day he wasn't an angel, that he lashed out so hard and let everything he had ever held back out to the point of no return. This, this was just straight up foolish. He didn't get a memorable exit, hell he didn't even know why his Grace was taken. Instead of feeling powerful and free, he felt confused and lost.
"I'm one of you," The words left his lips as he tested what it was like to say and think freely. "Fuck," He cursed, he went to grin but hissed when his wound stung painfully. "Let's go, yeah?" He leaned his body against Samael weakly, still feeling the after affects of being stabbed and having all the angel sucked out of him.
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Aeliena tried contacting Julius, but when nothing happened frustrated tears slid down her face. Where was he? Or Azazel? Azazel could help with this, right? Or maybe even Lucifer? They could get her away from Gabriel and his words that only dug her into a deeper hole. She felt as if he was here to test her, hell, he probably was. He was pushing her limits, testing what deep down she believed.
"But I'm not Moses, or Noah!" She cried out. "I was a stupid human that fell into Lucifer's line of fire, and because that ruined Father's plan he made me an angel! Which, was a reckless decision. Humans they are, unstable. Their emotions are everywhere and once you get a taste of that freedom to feel there's no going back, and I am sure Father can clearly see that." The words flew freely out.
"I am his test subject! I was his human dumbie to see if humans made good Angels once all of his left him. Even now, he put me here because even if he lost me, however it may happen, the loss would be so insignificant he could send another Angel in the second I was out of his grasp," The frustration, anger, it was overtaking her body as sobs wracked her small frame. She wished for nothing but to be able to unleash what she felt without the heavy guilt that laid on her chest.